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Who were you? Who are you?
It is not your fault,
it is mine.
that these walls are so thin,
make me hear your words so fine.
Who were you?
Who are you?
I was here to get some water.
but now i have to get some wine.
Sipping some ,pouring some on the floor,
while my mind is remembering all those signs.
It is not your friend's fault,
it is mine.
that i believed her like my sister,
& let her make my weaknesses come alive.
bathroom walls never felt so good
atleast they don't let
your words to interwine.
I check my pocket
there i go, another one of MethamphetaMine.
Fuck! it is not working , where is the third stair i am supposed to climb?
Whose ceiling fan is this?
You know what !
it is my house, so ropes are not difficult to find.


© vrishabh